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It was now February and the winter cold was at it's climax. One particularly cold night Lorelai tugging on the covers awakened Luke.
"Luke,'' she whispered hoarsely. ''Dammit Luke. Gimme some covers!'' she said her voice rising.
Luke woke up in a haze, oblivious to the situation. ''What's wrong?'' he asked sleepily.
"I'm freezing my ass off, and you're taking all the blankets!'' she gestured to the stacked blankets over his feet.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry,'' he muttered as he straightened out the blankets. He threw the huge comforter over her bulging belly and softly whispered ''c'mere'' as he opened his arms. She turned away from him and scooted back into his arms. He wrapped his arms around her in hopes of keeping her warm. Apparently, it worked, ''thank you,'' she whispered kissing his forearm.
''Goodnight babe,'' he said kissing her sweetly scented hair. ''I love you.'' She responded with a grunt and he knew that she was all ready half asleep.
The next morning, Luke was once again woken up Lorelai's stirring. She released herself from Luke's arms and briskly walked to the bathroom. Luke thought it was just another routine visit to go pee and he fell back asleep until he heard her moaning. He slowly shuffled into the bathroom where he found Lorelai knelt over the toilet. She was throwing up profusely, so naturally, Luke bent over to hold her hair back when she started spitting up blood. He was half way to the ground when he shot up, ''Oh my god!'' he yelled. He grabbed a bucket from under the bathroom sink and lifted Lorelai up from behind her knees and back. He practically ran outside and into the truck. On his way to the hospital, he didn't stop for anything.
When they finally reached their destination, Luke ran Lorelai into the maternity ward. ''My wife is sick!'' he cried. ''Somebody help!'' In less than ten seconds, Lorelai was being wheeled behind the big doors, and all Luke could do was pray.
Twenty agonizing minutes passed until a nurse came through the big doors. "Ahem,'' she cleared her throat making her presence known to Luke.
"Oh, yeah...right...hi," he said standing up.
"Yes, hello. Sir it looks like we have some bad news,'' Luke's face dropped and he landed straight back into his chair. He covered his face with his hands, as the tears started coming.
The scrub clad nurse knelt beside him, ''We did all we could, it just looks like Jill didn't have the strength to...''
"Jill?'' Luke asked dumbfounded.
"Yes, you are Drew aren't you?''
Luke wiped a lingering tear from his eye, ''No. I'm Luke...Luke Danes.''
"Oh...oh, I'm SO sorry. I didn't mean to scare you like that. Your wife, Lorelai, correct?'' Luke nodded. ''She's doing just fine,'' he breathed a sigh of relief. ''She has a small case of pneumonia, her body temperature dropped so rapidly and the twins reacted, well...ya know.''
"Ah, damn,'' he muttered.
"Excuse me?'' she replied.
"Last night I accidentally took all the covers, she woke me up, freezing. That was only, what?'' he peered at his watch, ''three hours ago? Shit, this is my fault.''
The nurse could tell Luke was beating himself up, ''Really, Mr. Danes. Your wife is completely fine. In fact, she is able to leave now if you're ready.''
"You mean today? I can take her home?'' he asked.
"Yes sir. Please just follow me.'' she said standing. She led Luke behind the double doors, and as soon as they passed through, he saw Lorelai sitting in a wheel chair, waiting.
He ran up to her and kneeled down in front of her, ''I'm so sorry hon. It'll never happen again,'' he gave her a huge hug, which she greatly returned.
"Luke, it's not your fault. Now let's just please go home.'' she smiled.
When they arrived back in Stars Hollow, Luke abruptly pulled to a stop in front of the diner.
"I'll be right back,'' he said. Before Lorelai got a chance to respond, he was almost inside.
When he returned to the truck, he opened the door and threw two hot pad blankets onto Lorelai's lap. ''Ok. Here we go,'' he mumbled pulling away from Luke's.
"Hon,'' Lorelai said finally speaking, ''I can't use this, it says right here. 'Do not use if pregnant','' she pointed to the label.
''It's for your feet,'' he said glancing at the tag, ''If you don't put it on your back or belly, you'll be fine.''
"Ok, thanks babe, and remember-what happened today was not your fault,'' she looked deeply into his sea blue eyes. ''Ok?'' she reassured him by grabbing his hand. He gave her hand a tight squeeze, and nodded his head. He now knew everything was just fine.
When they returned home it was a little after 8 and Lorelai was getting hungry. "Luke?'' she hollered downstairs, ''Will you make me something to eat?''
"Yeah sure, what do you want?'' he called back to her.
She came walking down the stairs in a pair of Luke's grey sweatpants and an extra large B52s sweatshirt. ''Whatever you're willing to cook, I don't really care,'' she said.
She walked into the kitchen with her hands stroking her belly.
"How does pancakes sound?'' he asked grabbing a frying pan out of the cupboard.
"Sounds good as long as you hurry,'' she smiled.
"Why don't you go watch a movie while I cook breakfast,'' he suggested.
"Okay, I'm just going to get a glass of juice,'' she said pointing at the fridge.
"I'll bring it out to you, just go pick a movie,'' he hugged her from behind and kissed her neck. She leaned back into him for a moment then walked into the living room.
Two minutes later Luke walked into the living room carrying a glass of orange juice. He found Lorelai on the ground in front of the TV still choosing a movie. Luke stood just watching his lovely wife. Moments later she settled on The Way We Were. "Luke!'' she yelled.
He jumped slightly and set the glass on the coffee table. Lorelai peered behind her and gasped, ''How long have you been there?''
"Long enough,'' he chuckled moving toward her. He put his hands under her armpits and she grabbed his shoulders. He supported her weight and pulled her from the floor. When she was on her feet, she gave him a tight hug and kissed his cheek. After their short embrace, Lorelai made her way to the couch while Luke put the movie in.
"Food should be done soon,'' Luke said handing her the remote.
"Thanks babe,'' she grinned.
Twenty minutes later Luke walked into the living carrying a plate for him and Lorelai. He stepped over Lorelai's propped up legs and sat on her left side.
"Let's eat,'' he announced setting her plate on her lap.
"Smells good,'' she said inhaling the sweet, maple aroma.
The couple finished eating half hour later but remained on the couch watching the movie. Lorelai was now laying on her side with her head in Luke's lap, whose feet were resting on the coffee table. The movie was nearly half way over, and Luke was thirsty.
"I'll be back,'' he said lifting Lorelai's head off his lap. ''I'm gonna go get a drink.''
Lorelai just grunted and laid her head on the couch.
Two minutes later Luke returned with a glass of water. Lorelai was now sitting on the edge of the couch with her head in her hands. Luke could hear her soft cries.
"Lorelai,'' he said sitting by her side. ''What's wrong hon?''
"I can't believe that Hubble left Katie,'' she sobbed.
Luke chuckled under his breath, ''It's okay Lorelai really. Everything will turn out all right.'' He couldn't believe she was crying over The Way We Were. She'd seen this movie a hundred times.
"Luke...'' she sobbed. She tucked her feet under herself and threw her upper body over Luke's lap. She tightly hugged his midsection and cried into his shirt.
After ten minutes in this same position Luke's leg were starting to go numb.
"Okay,'' he grunted. ''New place I can't feel my legs,'' he said lifting her up.
He slid them off the couch and onto the floor. Luke sat with his legs outstretched in front of him and Lorelai quickly sat herself between his legs. He reached behind him and grabbed the throw that was on the couch, and softly tossed it over Lorelai.
They sat there for the remainder of the film. By the end Lorelai was sleeping and Luke didn't want to wake her. So, instead, he maneuvered himself out from under himself and gently lifted her onto the couch. He re-covered her with the blanket and planted a kiss on her forehead.